“Tha—that will be fine, Johnny. Won’t it?” The girl turned to Ballard.
“I—I—yes, I suppose so,” Ballard stammered.
“Will you come to my house or shall we pick you up at the rim where we dropped you last night?” Jensie asked cheerfully.
“I’ll be at the rim, Jensie.”
“All right. We’ll be going on down. Come and see me, Johnny.”
“See you at nine,” Johnny grinned happily.
“Leave it to the women,” Johnny murmured when they were out of ear-shot.
“Yes,” old Noah Pennington, who sat at his side, agreed. “Leave it to the women. Be a lot sorrier times in this here world if it weren’t fer the women folks.”
CHAPTER XIV
WILD MEN, BABOONS, AND SOMETHING STRANGE
The shadows of night had fallen when the three wanderers, Jensie, Johnny, and Ballard in their car came to a gliding stop before the Blue Moon.